Any Leon helping Frey who can't sleep for whatever reason fall asleep? Thank you so much! I love you and have a great day/night
Aw you’re so sweet thank you
Cool night air stirred her hair and sent it dancing along her bare shoulders. Above, the stars scattered across a dark expanse, lit only by a full, round moon, which sent a silver glow upon the streets and store tops down below. A soft sigh left Frey’s lips, as quiet as a breeze.
Frey whipped around, her eyes landing on a shadow. It stepped forward, and her shoulders sank in relief as Leon approached, an easy grin spread across his face. Somehow, it didn’t look as intimidating as it did during the day. In the moonlight, it almost appeared softer.
She watched as he took a seat next to her, crossing his legs. His usual fan was nowhere in sight.
“You could say that,” Frey settled on lightly, turning away. She could feel his eyes on her.
Frey glanced at him before covering her surprise with a small shake of her head.
“Nothing to be sorry about.”
Frey tilted her head, watching out of the corner of her eye as he leaned back on his hands and tilted his head back to stare up at the sky, just as she had been doing.
“Why are you up?” she inquired.
Leon pursed his lips, and for a moment Frey thought he wasn’t going to answer her, or at least throw out a joke to brush off the question.
“Thinking about the past,” he said instead, his dark eyes boring into the moon as if to make it reveal its secrets, “Silly, I know, since it can’t change. But that’s human nature, I guess.”
Leon sighed and lifted his head, meeting her gaze. They sat so close they were almost touching, but they didn’t.
“Nightmares,” Frey blurted out. Understanding lit in Leon’s blue eyes, and she felt suddenly then that he was someone who completely understood. She could see it, like they were of kindred spirits–he had nightmares, too.
“Well,” he said, “Good thing we have each other for company, huh? It’s cold out.”
A gust of wind rippled their clothes as if to prove a point, and goosebumps erupted along Frey’s skin. She nodded, drawing further in on herself.
They sat in silence for a long time. She didn’t realize she was shivering until a warm arm wrapped around her shoulder and her side pressed against Leon’s. She couldn’t help but stiffen and he chuckled.
“No ulterior motives, you’re highness,” he murmured, “I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m not exactly dressed for the weather.”
Frey glanced over and found it was true. Leon wore his usual vest over nothing else, displaying goosebumps along tanned flesh and quivering muscles. Frey felt her cheeks warm as she looked away. If Leon noticed anything, for once, he didn’t mention it.
Leon sat quietly, enjoying the silence.
“Seems like it’s getting warmer,” he muttered. When he got no response, he turned to find that Frey’s head had fallen to his shoulder, her eyes closed and lips parted, fast asleep.
Leon blinked and then chuckled. He shifted into a better position and tilted his head back, gazing up at the stars as the princess at his side slept.
